Columns of frost
Line the forest temple
And chants of birds
Gild the cold winter wind
Inside a giants skull
Dwell quiet creatures
That work tirelessly
And endlessly
Making food for their
Eternal winter
A sorcerer sits
On what used to be
The giants heavy limbs
Now covered in dirt and moss
And contemplates life secrets
Above him
The columns suspend
An invisible roof of stars
Protecting him from snowfall
He speaks with the trees
And the clouds
He speaks with the birds
And the fox
But they care not
In the centre of the columns
He summons a dark spirit
Who shows him
Man and woman
Wolves and beasts
The earth as a star
In a galaxy of mortals
Pain, suffering and death
And then he saw nothing
And the dark spirit
Had left him
supported by 34 fans who also own “Foresight Amongst Columns Of Frost”
I met Fogweaver through Vedurnan and, later, Magelight. This more energetic take on their music is wonderful and exciting, a compelling twist bearing their unique signature. emanuele127
supported by 34 fans who also own “Foresight Amongst Columns Of Frost”
While "Lammas Tide" is my favorite track, this whole album is a wonderful joy to listen to. Matthew Davis' art is wonderful to hear and I consistently return to this one. 1cedGuardian